Re: Why is it so hard for me?
Got out to the truck yesterday, had to go back inside to find my keys. First stages of panic when I finally found them. Out at the truck again, I no longer had my sunglasses. At last, with most of my ducks in a row, I headed off down the street in the wrong direction. That was OK, because I had to go back to get my hat anyway.
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Alan
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